Jo and the Bush

Awesome. a 3 person RP would have been boring.

CorpseMaker turned to face this new Epic. The Teleporter. A young one. Suicidally Overconfident as well. barging into a High Epics base claiming to be a Reckoner. It was a Wonder the man hadn’t gotten killed right after becoming Epic. He turned away, and addressed Streetwise. “You didn’t tell me there were Reckoners in the city. Are they not Important enough to merit even a footnote?” Streetwise paled. “Ah, well, if there are Reckoners, they never gave any outward appearance of being Reckoners. Just because I can hear the City, doesn’t mean I know everything. Until one of them says something like, ‘We’re Reckoners’ or “We actively fight the Epics,’ I won’t be able to find them.” He paused. Then hit his forehead with the palm of his hand. “Nevermind. Found them.” _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Gordon watched the three Reckoners take in Max’s words. They didn’t look to enthusiastic. Rachel was the first to speak up. “Look Max, Just because We’re Reckoners, doesn’t mean we actively fight the Epics. We’re mainly an Info-Cell here. We’ve only got three fighters, well, two now that Seth, turned. And they mainly kill Epics who find out about us. When things get too bad, we gather information, and call a more combat-capable Cell to deal with the Epics. A Cell like Phaedrus’s. Though we do have contacts among the Population.” What Rachel said was true. It was also why he himself wasn’t a Reckoner. They refused to work for money, or for themselves. They always had to work for the people. Charles spoke up next. “Aye lad. We could spark a Rebellion against the Epics of the City. But, that would result in the deaths of a few High Epics, and thousands of humans. If we’re lucky, and that’s a big if. And then do you know what would happen? Another High Epic would claim this land. Already there’s a war brewing between the High Epics of the City. We’ve actually talked this over already, and we were thinking about weakening a couple of the Factions, to install a slightly more benevolent Epic as undisputed ruler of Portland. It would be better than what we have now.” Dr. Pace jumped in. “I don’t agree. The people of Oregon are a hardy lot. Even now, they have the best life in the world. They’ve prepared for a worse apocalypse then they have right now. I think they could pull it off, especially if we helped.” Gordon almost fell in shock. William had never believed in that. He’d always said the exact opposite. Dr. Pace continued on. “Do you know who else wanted to see the people rebel against The Epics? Who else believed in them? Robert did. Robert wanted to see the land cleansed of the Epics. And now he’s been killed by one. Killed by our own Seth, who always looked down on the people.” He stood up, and moved besides Max, to where he could look at Gordon, Rachel and Charles. “ I’m supporting Max. And if the rest of you actually care, then you will too.” The short man, who never raised his voice, who had always refused to fight, glared at them, with a fury. His eyes actually Glistened. “We do nothing. All we do is help a few people. Moses and Frank are out killing an Epic who’s crimes amount to knocking over a few walls while he stole groceries for Hippocrates's sake! We are going to start this revolution. If we die trying, we’ll have actually done something with ourselves, rather than just ride other Cell’s reputations to fame.” _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Streetwise pointed at a spot on the map. “Yeah, there’s four of them at the Airport. One’s of them is that informant you had killed. And they did mention one of their own turning on them. So Teleporter guy there is probably telling the truth.” CorpseMaker turned back to the Epic. “Alright then. This information of your better be good, if you want to join me. Especially seeing as you used to be a Reckoner.”

Internet-speech is my Second Language. What exactly does OTP and OTT mean?

It's actually going to make CorpseMaker irritated at Streetwise more than anything. There's a Cell of Reckoners in Portland, and he wan't told of it?

I'm liking it so far. What does the blood do to the elf though? As for the Disease Sword, that was Awesome!

CorpseMaker's real name is Jeffrey. Duh. The First Timeport will cease to exsist once he travels back in time, making the Second Timeport the only Timeport. CorpseMaker's real name is actually Cormic Waller. not Jeffrey.

Sulen glowered at Velth. While it was his assignment, so he should lead, Velth knew that Sulen preferred being Rear guard. "Fine then. The main Entrance is this way. And make sure you keep a close eye on that Astronachof yours. I don't want another repeat of the Goblin Warren." Another Mage had taken control of Velth's Astronach, turning it against them. Nearly got them, before Velth rememberd to dismiss it. "You ready Duke?"

Sulen watched them as they relaxed. Their differences always surprised him. For men who killed for a living, they did it in a different manner than He. While he was cold, they were cheerful. They joked while he watched. It was, pleasant, to watch. Duke was comfortably smoking, while Velth and Nyn drank. The Necromancer still hadn't shown up, which was surprising. But the four of them should be able to handle the bandits if the others didn't show up. He jumped down from the tree branch where he had been perched, surprising them. You fellows got here quickly enough. Do you know where the others are?" They answered, and Sulen continued. "Well, we'll attack soon. If they're not here, they'll miss out on the loot. Velth, I heard an explosion earlier, I assume you found their Bolt hole?" He hoped so. It was always annoying being attacked from behind by bandits who had circled around.

You're looking to join up I assume? And Mail-Mi, just have Timeport come into the base and enter the room with Corpsemaker. He'll greet him once he and quota are finished.

Granted. Your curse is that you can't participate in it untill 5 more people have posted. I wish for a Curse unrelated to this wish.

The Coffee Shop on Taylors will stay open, If it is named The Coffee Cottage. (My Personal Favorite Coffee Shop.)

How could I antagonize it more than I already have by publiccly announcing my withdrawl of it support for another Clan? And anyway, Chaos wouldn't ban a man who once helped him defeat Newcago.

Fear. A Force that had driven Humanity to any lengths to survive. Even lengths that it considered unpleasant. Lengths like making deals with the Devil. CorpseMaker had been using Fear to recruit Epics and Civilians alike. But if he had somebody who could generate Fear, that would make things a lot easier. Quota could be very helpful, especially against the Epics who CorpseMaker couldn’t threaten with normal means. The ones too Insane to listen to threats. “You speak of making the entire city cry, are you actually capable of this, or can you only target one person at a time?” The first would be more useful. If not, there was always Upgrade. He mentally pictured his plan, adding Quota into the first steps. Yes, it could work. The man talked grand as well. He had style. This man actually deserved to be Epic. Unlike others he could think of. Streetwise glanced up from the corner, where he was furiously writing what he heard around the city. He’d learned how to organize the Information he got for exposure to Upgrade, who was still powering him. “Boss, there’s a Teleporter at the front gates. Two of em actually. Twins. He says he has Information and wants to join you.” A Teleporter?! CorpseMaker’s fists clenched in anger. He would have drawn blood if he wasn’t bloodless. “Traveller? or Sightline?” “No, Sightline’s still in his meeting, and Traveller hasn’t reentered Portland yet.” Streetwise made another notation on the large map. Another Epic has used his powers, revealing himself to Streetwise. “Then send him in.” He turned back to Quota. “Now then. What do you wish for in exchange for your loyalty?”

Wow Mail-mi, That was an Awesome Post. I'll have CorpseMaker greet him in an Hour or three. And Twi, you have access to the Doc, just like Mailliw.

Granted, but everybody flees the University. That wish was a long time ago. I wish to never be ninja'd again.

I've read the first 4 Runelords, and I second Vash's Opinion. There's also the Recluse Series, though I've only read the first book.

Chaos won this War a Long time ago. It's over. Of course, Now the LoC is long gone.

Granted. But you are on Fire. I wish for Perfect memory.

Would Big Al be a Health Inspector? And when we make a new thread, I vote it be called "When the Question is Asked"

Current Players: (The Only Joe) Joel, a Long time soldier at Nebrask (Araris Valerian) Tavi, a troublesome, but bright young man. (Alvron) Ronald, a Short man with White hair and piercing blue eyes. (AonarFaileas) Aaron, a Graduate of Académie de Montréal. (Tulir) Rlint, a Dirty Conner a Policeman. (Mailliw73) Will, a Blonde Male. (Lightsworn Panda) Jain, a new Soldier. (Wyrmhero) Wyatt, a Senior Soldier (Elend'sSecondCousin) Dui, a JoSeun Immigrant who eats chalk. (Kasimir) Samuel Kessen, a man who hates the JoSeun way of life. We want about 10 more players, so If you're lurking around please join up! The more players, the higher chance you have of Surviving! EDIT: I won't update this list, I'll post an Updated one in my Sign up post when more people sign up though.

Granted. Somebody duct tapes some butterfly wings to your back. I wish for this thread to continue.

Is Synthesia Synesthesia claimed? Because CorpseMaker would love to have the Imperial March playing when he enters a room. EDIT: No, I'm just bad at spelling. And Capitalization. Also this browser doesn't point out Mis-spelled words.

Happy Birthday to Mailliw! Also, I'm a bit disappointed in Altermind, Now that I've realized exactly how he's not using his Power. He can make Audio illusions. He can constantly have his own theme music playing in the background.

??? Who's the Other max? And What would happen if Big Al and Upgrade got together?

Huh, Ray's real name is Rachel? I did not realize that I broke the One Steve Limit with Rachel. Apologies. Mailliw, feel free to take control of any of the reckoners. Describe them however you want. Mail-Mi. When does Timeport plan on joining CorpseMaker? And I just realized, in my last Sightline post, I called Altermind Mailliw...